Best of all, I saw my very first out-of-zoo bear. I always seem to just miss them -- I will wander into groups of excited people on the path who tell me that, not thirty seconds before, a mother bear and her two cubs went by. This seems horribly unfair, as I know for a fact that I'd appreciate seeing them far more than any of them ever would. I'm just saying.
|The bear is the brown blob to the left of the tree|
|Yogi scootin' up the tree!|